SB 2021 - Lil Yachty, Sada Baby

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Yea, Yea

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(Who the hell is Carlo)

Yea

This is Sada and this Scuba Boat, they call us the goat

Sippin' tris this my last resort, just like Papa Roach

Chanel jacket for my bitch, on the side Chanel brooch

Ain’t gon lie rather get to walkin', before I fly in coach (yea)

Niggas tie in demons when this shit start gettin' slow

Woke up started leanin', I can’t even feel my toes

My lil brother steady feignin', I’m just happy it ain’t coke (damn)

If it was I’ll prolly punch him in his nose

Man I can’t believe what these niggas be doin'

For hoes

First nigga I called and hit the D

Was Scuba Steve

I love my bitch pussy cause it’s tighter than Iverson sleeve

Bitch get on my nerve give me a headache, give me some Aleve

Fuck that

Thank God my opps got some money (Finally)

I was tired of beefin' with them niggas, they was not on nothin'

Aye

Niggas ain’t never gon' be on shit

Had the ski mask on the keyboard, act like I’m gettin'

Had the ski mask on yo lil hoe, everytime I went

Had the ski mask nigga, ahhhh

Rack em up everytime I pull up (yea)

My godson grown as hell, don’t wear no Pull-Ups (yea)

— shoot yo hood up (yea)

The only reason I know you over there cause y’all don’t do nun (yea)

Y’all don’t never leave, niggas don’t never eat

I go through there eatin', AK yo — eatin'

I get extra cheese, whippin' up all that Medellín

She gon have sex with me, everytime you let her leave

Put the purse up on em, show em how that weather be (yea)

It be extra heat, nigga better not mess with me (yea)

Only be with gang, don’t like nobody where I’m from

Ain’t got no friends in my bity, bitch quit actin' dumb

Be with my brothers not no others, I ain’t got no love

We do numbers every summer, that’s why we got guns

I still make a ton

Serve that rocky cold, Tum-Tum

I can’t hit the trap unless I’m bout to get a lump sum

Brazilian bitch gon eat the dick like —

I’ma pop a Perc so she can get the best Sada

Freaky bitch gon eat the dick like cassava

Look her in her eye, like bitch don’t call me Casada

Swing that bitch like Oosthuizen, if you playin' with my gwala

Pull up in some Prada, smoke a nigga like some grabba

Go cucaracha on yo momma, I could sauce about them dollas

Shoot a nigga if he holla, give a fuck about no problems

When Lil Yachty pulled up in Detroit

They asked me where the choppa was

You I

Would give it to him if he ain’t have no drums

Ain’t nobody solidare, bitch we solitaires

I’m in Detroit, on my face is some Cartiers

Makin' M’s writin' for these bitches, like I’m Tyler Perry

Praying to my Jesus piece, like I’m Bloody Mary

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My way in her pussy

These niggas too sensitive ‘round me, I think these niggas pussy

I rolled up, on a nigga bitch like my name was Tootsie

Might could blow you up, but I need a chunk just like a chocolate cookie

I, really am (that nigga)

I really pull up seven figures, that’s one call and they flip niggas

It’s us

Gotta flex everyday, I’on wanna rust

Big shit, sit up in my garage collectin' dust

Respectful man on my jewelry, If I must say

You ain’t suckin' dick, so you better go catch that bus babe

My earrings could protect the whole ice age

Pussy